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I don't do wear posts. Mainly because I can fully admit I am a frumpy mom. A frumpy mom who recently found a shirt that can fit right in, but a much more put together and purpose driven mom life shirt.

I saw all over instagram & twitter about The Mocha Club's $8 shirt sale. I love a great clothing sale and I've heard of The Mocha Club through several blogs so I hopped on over to their site and found this beauty. I figured summer is basically over anyway, so order the long sleeve.
And I am so glad I did. This is one of the softest shirts I've ever worn. It is absolutely perfect for fall (& this odd summer we are having)
But
What's the point?
Just to have a coffee lovin shirt?
No...and a little yes

"Giving up a few mochas a month = food, water, education, hope"
Check out their website and see how you can help. 







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